Night After Night

I slipped frightfully

So uneasy

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The creature in my room before I was in its' world

It perspired over me

Expanding and shrinking my habitat, in tandem

For self levity

Cause it is repetitive to be the darkness

That lives in darkness

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This thing crunched my legs to my collar bone

Made my front my back

And my back my front

Retracting and expounding my limbs

All before I belonged to it

It was immobilizing me in reality

Before it met me in fallacy

So I wouldn't know which was which

What was what

Making me more incoherent

When I begged for company in bed

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Should I stop with the build up

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Probably not

Cause that's a part of poetry

Maybe the best part

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I just really don't wanna see it again

It chased me for so long

So long, I forgot the age it started

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I know I didn't tell anyone about this one though

It wanted me too bad

It would have crawled from my mouth

To swallow me whole

If I revealed its' existence

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I knew this thing

This beast preceded familiarity

But I was a child

So I labeled it

The farthest thing from me

The most grotesque, atrocious, other worldly demon

Something that hadn't been brought to fruition by another mind

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The behemoth's guttural screech could liquify organs,

Activate a dormant volcano,

Melt the rest of the polar ice caps

It quaked through my body even after I would awaken

When I entered its realm

We were always mid chase

And I was never very fast

Though I was always within its' grasp

The monstrosity didn't reach for me

It knew it had incapacitated me through the pursuit alone

Night after night after night after night after night after night after night...